Illusions are shadows moving endlessly across the ground. The shadows are quite real but they're shadows. They have very little substance.

We are so absorbed in our thoughts that every thought that comes through is a reality. We have to start to detach ourselves from thought and become aware that there are things beyond thought.

Mysticism is concerned primarily with moving our awareness field from the beginning of the band of perception, the human band, up to the enlightened bands of perception.

Self-hate doesn't create enlightenment. It just causes you to not enjoy the current moment.

He managed to do this 'tour de force' of styles without ever breaking the narrative structure of the chapter he was writing. It is the most brilliant parody of writing styles that I have ever read.

Change is continuous and the aggregate of the self is constantly shifting.

There are planes that are not light. There are planes that are shadowy. But that is not our interest in meditation. We want brightness, ecstasy, brilliance beyond comprehension.